Graves

by Katelyn Taylor

Once I take care of this security guy, I’m gonna need to find the nearest warm hole and sink into it.

If I don’t make it out of this, at least I got a glimpse of an angel before I burn in hell. If I do, then that angel is mine.

Whatever or whoever this “angel” is has somehow been able to turn Zayden into their own personal guard dog, and based on the way he was following her before she was attacked, I’d bet my life she doesn’t have a clue.

“Are you going to start stalking me if you find out where I live?” I laugh teasingly.

“I can take care of myself,” I say as his fingers tangle in my hair. “I know, I’ve seen you hold your own just fine. It doesn’t mean you should have to.”

“I imagined what you would look like spread out for me, what you’d feel like, what you’d taste like.”

“Do you really think once would ever be enough for either of us? I’m just getting started, baby.”

“It’s fine, it’s not like I was thinking about you every second of the day or anyth⁠—” “I was,” he interrupts. “Thinking of you. Every second.”

The man looks and fucks like a Greek god. He’s fiercely protective and also surprisingly kind. Soak my panties and sign me the fuck up.

“You disappointed that I was gonna leave without making you come, baby? Need an orgasm or two before I head out?” he asks almost teasingly.

“Daffodils. They’re associated with strength and resilience due to their ability to survive and withstand winter storms and come out the other side in the spring. They’re beautiful and strong. Little fighters, just like you.”

“Baby, I would never let anything happen to you. If you didn’t want to be with me anymore, we would figure it out together. You’ll never be without a home again, I promise. Even more so, there is no possibility in this fathomable universe where you and I aren’t together until the end of time. You’re mine, Blake, and I’ll never let you go.”

“She’s mine,” Zayden rasps, clearly not letting this go. “She was never yours. You can’t just claim people you’ve never even spoken to, Zayden. It doesn’t work like that. Regardless, she’s mine now, and you won’t be taking her away from me.”

“He’s not going to be the only one inside you with nothing between you two. You’re mine, baby, and now I’m gonna fuck you like it.”

I’m nothing without her, and if she won’t have me, she won’t have anyone.

I huff in frustration before I see Zayden raise his hand like an eager child in class. I furrow my brows at him and nod. “Can I help you, angel?” “That would be great, why did you raise your hand, though?” I ask as he walks around Jim. “I didn’t want to interrupt your fun.”

She’s not choosing him. She’s not choosing me. She’s choosing us. We could both fight it, tear each other apart in the process, but in the end, it will only hurt her. She wants us, and whatever she wants, she gets.

“Because I’d rather share you with Zayden forever than risk losing you. Let’s be honest, if I forced you to choose, I’d lose you.”

“You don’t remember asking for a threesome with my brother? How you wanted four hands on you, two mouths, two cocks?” Zayden asks.

“Stop looking for direction, babygirl. What Zayden is aggressively trying to show you is that we don’t care. We want you to be happy. Do whatever makes you happy, and we’ll be happy. Just make sure you spend time with both of us, and everyone will be good,”

Tell me the last time you woke up in bed with one brother, went and slaughtered your childhood abuser with the other, fucked said brother in the man’s blood, only to have a threesome with both brothers? Yeah, it was a first for me too.

“I’ll love you until the end of time, angel. In this life, the next and every single one to come. It will always be you.”

“I love you so much more, babygirl. Forever. It’s always going to be us. All of us,”

“Angel, what would ever make you think that would be anything other than a turn-on? I love your blood, and for me to have it without even having to hurt you? Fucking priceless,” he says before pushing my legs apart.